Echoes Of Power
[Nico’s Apartment – Late Evening ]
Nico DeLuca
Tell me you’re kidding.(His voice shakes with disbelief.)
Emilia
I’m not.(Her tone is firm, though there’s a hint of exhaustion in her eyes.)
Nico DeLuca
You went to him? Rafael Moretti? The most feared mafia boss?(He takes a step back, eyes wide in shock.)
Emilia
Yes.(She holds his gaze, unwavering, her jaw clenched with determination.)
Nico DeLuca
Are you insane?!
Emilia
Lower your voice.(She steps closer, her tone calm but authoritative, trying to keep control.)
Nico DeLuca
You walked right into the lion’s den and made a deal? With him?
Emilia
I didn’t just walk in. I had a plan. (A slight smirk tugs at her lips, her confidence shining through.)
Nico DeLuca
What kind of plan ends with you marrying Rafael Moretti?!
Emilia
The kind that gets me back what’s mine.
Nico DeLuca
You offered yourself to a killer, Emy.(His voice trembles with a mix of concern and disbelief.)
Emilia
I offered him an empire. My uncle’s empire. (She stands tall, eyes steady, as if she’s in complete control of the situation.)
Nico DeLuca
And he just said yes?(He shakes his head, disbelief written all over his face.)
Emilia
Not right away. He tested me first. He wanted to see if I’d break.
Nico DeLuca
And you didn’t.
(He can’t help but admire her resolve, though concern still clouds his features.)
Nico DeLuca
Emy ... Rafael is not a man you can control.
Emilia
I don’t need to control him. I need to make sure we want the same thing.(Her gaze is cold, sharp, as if she’s already mentally ten steps ahead.)
Nico DeLuca
And what if he changes his mind?(He stops, his voice quieter now, tinged with genuine concern.)
Emilia
Then I’ll deal with it.
Nico DeLuca
God, I hate this. But I know you won’t back down. (He runs a hand through his hair, frustration mingling with helplessness.)
Emilia
You really should be used to that by now.
(She raises an eyebrow, a knowing look crossing her face.)
Nico DeLuca
Fine. But when this goes wrong, don’t say I didn’t warn you.(His tone is heavy, a warning wrapped in affection.)
Emilia
Noted.(She gives him a small smile, but her eyes remain guarded, the weight of her decision hanging in the air.)
[The Scene Shift to Rafael & Luca at Rafael’s Private Residence]
A grand yet darkly elegant house on the outskirts of the city. The room is dimly lit, the warm glow of a fireplace casting flickering shadows across the expensive leather furniture. Rafael sits in a sleek armchair, a glass of whiskey in hand, his posture relaxed but calculating. Luca stands near the fireplace, arms crossed, clearly frustrated
Luca Romano
[grits his teeth, voice sharp] You’re making a deal with her?
Raphael
[swirls the whiskey in his glass, completely unbothered] Yes.
Luca Romano
[lets out a dry laugh, shaking his head] You’ve lost your damn mind, Rafael. She’s—what? Some spoiled brat with a death wish?
Raphael
(Leans back, smirking) She’s not just some brat. She’s Emilia Marchesi.
Luca Romano
[narrows his eyes] Yeah, and? That name doesn’t mean shit to me.
Raphael
[amused, tilting his head]😏 Doesn’t it?
Luca Romano
[frustrated, runs a hand down his face]
What’s her connection to Lorenzo? Why the hell is she even in this?
Raphael
[finally looks Luca straight in the eye]
She’s his niece. He raised her after her parents died.
Luca Romano
[stiffens, his whole body going rigid] …
His niece?
Raphael
[nods slowly, watching Luca’s reaction]
That makes her your cousin
Luca Romano
[steps back like he’s been punched, his face unreadable]
You’re lying.
Raphael
[shrugs, taking another sip of his drink] I don’t have a reason to lie. Look into it yourself.
Luca Romano
[his fists clench, his breathing heavy]
No. No way.
Raphael
She has her reasons, Luca. And now you have yours.
Luca Romano
Family means nothing to me.
Raphael
[leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees]
You sure about that? Because from where I’m sitting, this just got a hell of a lot more personal for you.
Luca Romano
[turns away, his voice strained with anger] If she gets in my way, I won’t hesitate.
Raphael
[smirks, watching him walk away] We’ll see about that.
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